The morning’s milk
Every other day, a bottle of warm, fresh milk arrives on the river bank. David and I live on our old wooden boat, Lista Light, you see and for the past two and half months we have
Three days to go .. and we’re on a 45 degree tilt.
Only three more days left on the boat and we’re drastically re-prioritising what is absolutely necessary for the 5000mileproject. We’re surrounded by half packed boxes of books, tools and clothes. Lista Light, our old 77 year old lady (wooden boat) has been our only home for the last four years and it is amazing what …
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“Homosapien Uruguayanera”
The warmth of the “Homosapien Uruguayanera” is extraordinary. Our wonderful “abuelas” (“grandparents”) Primavera and Angelito who live on the river bank and whose small farm we pass through every day, welcome us by their fireplace to chat, eat and watch the Brazilian soap-operas. There is Mercedes and Reuben who
Dreaming of Water
It’s 1.30am. We’ve just arrived back on the boat. Twenty hours ago, at 05.30am, we found ourselves crawling out of bed, jumping into the dinghy and onto our bikes to the local town to catch a bus to the capital, Montevideo. We had an appointment with a yellow fever vaccination (in which we paid to …
Berghaus- living for adventure
After our mega voyage over to Chile from Uruguay last week, with over 35 hours sitting on a bus, including a 7 hour wait on top of the Andes in a snow blanket, we are finally the lucky owners of a suite of Berghaus clothes.
INOV-8
Ok, so for those of you that know us, I’m not sure you would class us as athletes?! In fact David’s father verified that fact when we first mooted the idea of running the length of South America! But we do do distance. We have specialised in hurling
The Extraordinary World of Hummingbirds!
I had never seen a hummingbird before we sailed to the Eastern Caribbean. Then suddenly,
180 degree turn!
After much deliberation, we’ve decided to turn the route on its head! So we’re going to plunge into Patagonian winter and in just over a month hit the most southerly continental point in South America and the world, Cabo Froward and start running the continent… The weather right now down there is a balmy -2°C …
The mysterious art of running….
I like running. I haven’t always felt like this. There was the burning stitch during school cross country runs; triathlons of endless
Lights in the night
Cold water swirled around my feet as I stood in the old kayak and paddled to the bank. Damp earth squeezed between my toes as I metronomically tied up the kayak and padded into a wall of darkness. The track was familiar to me now, even in its blackness.